Advent Day 21 - Prayer for the Day

Galatians 4: 4  But when the right time finally came, God sent his own Son.

O God, grant me your sense of timing.
O God of all seasons and senses,
grant me your sense of timing
to submit gracefully and rejoice quietly in the turn of the seasons.

In this season of short days and long nights,
Of grey and white and cold,
teach me the lessons of waiting:
of the snow joining the mystery of hunkered down seeds growing in their sleep
watched over by gnarled-limbed, grandparent trees resting from autumn’s staggering energy;
of the silent, whirling earth circling to race back home to the sun.

O God, grant me your sense of timing.
In this season of short days and long nights,
of grey and white and cold,
teach me the lessons of endings:
children growing,
friends leaving,
jobs concluding,
stages finishing,
grieving over,
grudges over,
blaming over,
excuses over.

O God, grant me your sense of timing.
In this season of short days and long nights,
of grey and white and cold,
teach me the lessons of beginnings: 
that such waitings and endings may be a starting place,
a planting of seeds
which bring to birth
what is ready to be born -  something right and just and different,
a new song,
a deeper relationship.
a fuller love -
in the fullness of your time.
O God grant me your sense of timing.

From ‘Guerrillas of Grace’ Ted Loder